Quick Travel System: Age Strategy

"Your saliva!" Secretary Zhou said this deliberately to make fun of him for seeing Liu Chunhua drooling.

Qian Dalong carefully glanced in the direction of Cheng Cheng, probably he didn't hear it. Fortunately Zhou Zhiqing didn't say it out loud, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

With a warning in his eyes, he retorted: "Your hands are sweaty, but you wrongly accuse me of drooling over it!"

"Qian Dalong, Qian Dalong, you're really awesome." Secretary Zhou didn't say the rest of the words to give Qian Dalong some face. This boy really cares about his image when it comes to picking up girls.

In the past, when the two of them went out to play basketball, this guy never paid attention to his image. After playing basketball, he would just put on a coat and leave with his vest sticking to his body due to sweat. But now he cares about his face.

Qian Dalong remembered one thing. After finishing her busy work just now, Liu Chunhua sat directly on the stool to watch the performance without wiping the sweat off her face.

Come to think of it, there is no clean towel in the kitchen! The only ones available are rags and used towels.

If you don't wipe the sweat off, you'll easily get a fever when you go out and get blown by the wind.

In order to prevent Liu Chunhua from getting sick, Qian Dalong whispered in Secretary Zhou's ear: "Zhiqing, does your factory have any towels of higher quality? I want one."

Secretary Zhou looked at his classmate Qian Dalong and felt that this man's expression changed too quickly. When he needed to ask him something, he called him "Zhi Qing Zhi Qing", and when he challenged him, he called him a nickname.

Unable to withstand the aggressive gaze of his classmate, Secretary Zhou said what Qian Dalong wanted to know, "The high-end towels are only available in the logistics department. I'll go get them for you. These are internal goods that can only be obtained by internal staff of the factory. As an outsider, you are not qualified to get them at all."

Qian Dalong: "Then it's up to you, Zhiqing! I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of the cafeteria."

Chengcheng must not be seen taking the towel. Qian Dalong is smart. He is afraid that Liu Chunhua will see that it was Secretary Zhou who gave it to him and develop a good impression of Zhou Zhiqing.

He got the credit for nothing, while I missed the opportunity to please the beauty.

Zhou Zhiqing felt that Qian Dalong's smile was malicious and got goose bumps all over his body.

When has this person ever spoken to me like this? In the four years we've known each other, we've only spoken to each other in a nice way less than five times. And every time he would only be nice to me when he had something to ask for.

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When Secretary Zhou came back with the towel, Qian Dalong was already waiting at the cafeteria door.

"You're so quick. You're waiting for me outside so soon!"

Qian Dalong took the towel and couldn't help but said, "Who's waiting for you? That's a nice thought. I'm waiting for the towel!"

Secretary Zhou was so angry that he patted his shoulder and said, "Qian Dalong, you are really good! You value women over friends."

Qian Dalong laughed out loud: "You just found out."

"...Okay, I don't want this friend anymore."

What's the use of him? To be a stepping stone for him to pursue others.

I don’t even know where my love is, and I have done a lot for this guy.

Qian Dalong found Cheng Cheng and handed her a towel. "Here's a towel to wipe your sweat off. Be careful not to get sick."

"Towel?!" Cheng Cheng looked at the white towel the man stretched out in front of her. Where did he find it?

"Well, this one has never been used and the material is soft. You can use it."

Qian Dalong was afraid that she would dislike the towel because it was used by someone else, so he hurriedly explained.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Dalong."

"It's okay, hehe." Qian Dalong's face turned red when the woman said thank you, and he stood there and laughed foolishly.

Chengcheng took the towel and wiped it a few times when Secretary Zhou came back and said that our meal could be prepared now.

The workers, leaders, and people from the newspaper office had already gone back, and most people had left the cafeteria.

The only people left were those working in the kitchen and cleaning staff from the union, a total of nine people.

Among the nine people, the three in the kitchen and Secretary Zhou had not eaten a single bite, and their stomachs had already started to feel empty.

"Chunhua, take a rest first. I'll cook." Qian Dalong told Chengcheng about this and then said to Secretary Zhou, "I'll cook."

"Okay, you come on." Secretary Zhou saw that his classmate had volunteered, so of course he accepted it without hesitation.

He is still quite reliable, especially the Yangzhou fried rice that he often made when he was in school. The taste was simply amazing.

I still drool when I think about it now.

"Dalong, make some Yangzhou fried rice later." Secretary Zhou laid the foundation before Qian Dalong did it to prevent him from making other things.

"Xiao Qingcai! Are you ordering your uncle around?! If you still want to eat Yangzhou fried rice, come and do it yourself."

Qian Dalong said this, but he still made this dish when he went back, because it was the first dish he learned and also the one he is best at.

He wanted Chengcheng to eat it.

"Chunhua, come and pick some garlic and make some dumplings."

Secretary Zhou was so hungry that he remembered the delicious dumplings.

All the ingredients in the kitchen are ready. The filling is left to the vegetable cutter to cut, and the dumplings are left to Liu Chunhua to cook. He just has to wait to eat.

It was a beautiful thought, but Qian Dalong seemed to have eyes behind him. Secretary Zhou was clearly talking to Chunhua far away from him, but the man somehow heard it.

Qian Dalong calmed down his anger, turned around and went to settle accounts with Zhou Zhiqing, slamming the table twice in anger: "Xiao Qingcai! You asked Chunhua to pick garlic, why didn't you go and pick it?"

"Just because I'm the factory director's secretary, I have the right to command the people in the cafeteria."

Secretary Zhou was startled, but still replied calmly.

"Bah, director's secretary, you're nothing in my opinion."

"Qian Dalong!"

Secretary Zhou was a little angry about what he said. In front of so many people, Qian Dalong was just relying on the fact that he was his classmate and good friend. Otherwise, someone else would have ignored him.

It's not like he doesn't have some skills to be the secretary of the director of the towel factory.

"I'm telling you, Chunhua, you can't peel garlic. If you want to peel garlic, do it yourself."

Qian Dalong still stubbornly expressed his own thoughts. Peeling garlic is so tiring for the hands. Chunhua is so young and yet she is being commanded by Xiao Qingcai like this.

Isn't this squeezing Chunhua? He couldn't stand it.

"Okay, Mr. Qian, I won't ask Chunhua to peel garlic, okay?"

Secretary Zhou was speechless because of his own classmate. He started to protect Liu Chunhua as soon as he met his classmate.

If Yitong knew what Secretary Zhou was thinking, he would have said that the male protagonist was hopeless. There was no hope for a love-brained person. It would be good enough if he didn't get infected by him.

I have a friend who is in love, and I’m really afraid that he will be assimilated after a long time.

Qian Dalong turned around contentedly and went back to make fried rice.

The other protagonist, Chengcheng, heard it but pretended not to hear it. Anyway, she didn't want to stop the man from speaking for her.

Facing the prying eyes of the people around him, he lowered his head and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

With a few casual pinches of her fingers, a perfect dumpling was ready in her hands in an instant.

The person who was busy mixing the stuffing next to her was dumbfounded when he saw her finished product, "You made such beautiful dumplings in your hands."